[ she doesn't notice him, just like she doesn't notice anyone else. her panic and frustration and need to get back keeps her focus on just what's in front of her, what should be coming out to help her. attendants, phones, a freaking letter with an address on it, anything. allison is grasping for straws at this point but like hell she's going to stop looking.
it just doesn't help matters that there's nothing of use to be found. nothing. it's suspicious, the complete lack of information, but allison doesn't have time to play detective with this.
with a huff and a slam of the drawer, she's down to looking around the lobby, looking for anything that might help her. that's how she sees the figure over by the fireplace, seeing him staring right at her. her eyes narrow for a second, not sure why he's staring or who he is, but then she focuses a little more and- ]
Derek? [ she doesn't remember where derek is supposed to be, but he definitely wasn't with them when they went to find lydia. but he's a familiar enough face that she's pushing herself back up over the desk to walk over to him at a fairly brisk pace. ] Derek, what's going on?
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it just doesn't help matters that there's nothing of use to be found. nothing. it's suspicious, the complete lack of information, but allison doesn't have time to play detective with this.
with a huff and a slam of the drawer, she's down to looking around the lobby, looking for anything that might help her. that's how she sees the figure over by the fireplace, seeing him staring right at her. her eyes narrow for a second, not sure why he's staring or who he is, but then she focuses a little more and- ]
Derek? [ she doesn't remember where derek is supposed to be, but he definitely wasn't with them when they went to find lydia. but he's a familiar enough face that she's pushing herself back up over the desk to walk over to him at a fairly brisk pace. ] Derek, what's going on?